Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Husband Don't Be Stupid
During the period before Qingjun and Qianer finished class.
When Zhao Rong was lost in thought outside the house, he actually thought about asking Tao Yuanran.
The matters related to the ceremony of Dali Fengchan that we are about to face.
Ask him for help.
As a great monk in the Nascent Soul Realm who has lived for hundreds of years, this old man who likes to wear Nanhua scarves must be well-informed.
Maybe I have witnessed the consecration ceremony of some great Yamashita dynasties from other continents.
However, this idea was abandoned by Zhao Rong not long after it came up.
First, it is better to seek help from others than from yourself.
He, a Confucian scholar who studied etiquette, felt a little strange when he asked a Taoist gentleman who opposed etiquette for advice on "great etiquette".
Moreover, he was not clueless about the ceremony of becoming a Zen monk.
Since entering Mochi Academy, Zhao Rong has never slackened on the six arts, including the ritual arts, except for the musical arts which are irresistible and difficult to learn.
He has some tried and tested methods for the Zen Ceremony.
Therefore, Zhao Rong knew that the reason why he had the idea of taking shortcuts was because of the hidden desire lurking in his heart:
He was not afraid of failing the etiquette test, but he wanted to...make a big splash and lead Gu Yiwu and other students from the Hall of Justice to achieve excellent test scores that were close to full marks.
Even now, it seems almost impossible to convince Meng Zhengjun to give them high scores.
However, before an exam, it is human nature to have the fantasy of "shocking the teacher and shocking the classmates."
Thinking about this scene, I feel very comfortable.
And it’s hard to even daydream, so what’s the difference between that and salted fish?
Therefore, Zhao Rong is no exception.
What's more, Gu Yiwu and other brothers from the Hall of Justice took the initiative to vent their anger on him.
Do your best and live up to them, this is what Zhao Rong didn't say to them, but kept it in his heart.
Ever since, Zhao Rongxinhu had a desire and wanted to take a shortcut.
However, this time he was alert quickly and realized this thought.
Just like what he said when he was woken up by scolding at the foot of Youshan Mountain.
Under the water of the monk's heart lake, it is not terrible to have desire. What is terrible is not realizing its existence, and thus being influenced by desire subtly.
The lake in the heart cannot be purified and gradually becomes polluted into a deep and deep lake. At that time, it is unknown what kind of evil and evil things will be nurtured.
Therefore, Zhao Rong gave up his immediate opportunistic thoughts, did not speak to Tao Yuanran, and was not prepared to ask Mr. Yan.
Just like what Meng Lao said with a smile when offering wine.
Fighting with others is endless fun.
What's more, it's an old-fashioned old woman who is unmarried after menopause. Fighting with her, well, it will be twice as happy.
Zhao Rong guessed what Mr. Meng meant by offering wine, but he would definitely not express his understanding in front of the wine offering.
besides.
There is another important reason for not asking Tao Yuanran for help.
As this Taoist old man who has lived in seclusion for most of his life just said, this time he entered the world, he saw the burden on his shoulders.
After being silent for most of his life, he wanted to have a good talk with the young people in the cultivation world on the mountain now, so that they could hear one more voice and have one more choice.
We cannot let other schools of thought take away the right to speak.
Therefore, Tao Yuanran has been inviting Zhao Rong to come and have tea in private, secretly and openly.
Just before leaving, he also told Zhao Rong his residence in Taiqing Mansion.
Although Zhao Rong saw the various expressions on the faces of the students regarding his private invitation by Tao Yuanran, Xiao Qian'er also looked proud of Brother Rong'er.
However, Zhao Rong had good reason to suspect that in Tao Yuanran's eyes, in addition to being a year-old friend, he was probably also a young man who had gone astray, and an enlightened beauty who had been poisoned by wrong Confucian ideas.
Good guy, Zhao Rong was a little afraid that once he went on the date, Tao Yuanran would even set up a "beauty trap" for him.
For example, call for a beautiful Taoist nun from the Louguan Taoist sect, who has the aura of being a Taoist monk, and give him good directions to avoid entering the wrong path again.
Ask the beautiful Taoist nun to point out a bright road to Zhao Rong.
While Zhao Rong was hesitating, he actually felt that he might not know who taught whom to enter Taoism.
Therefore, after letting Qingjun accept Tao Yuanran's precious 'meeting gift', it would be better not to take too many advantages.
These are all favors and karma, and must be repaid.
So, when Zhao Rong was wandering in his mind, thinking about going to the library tomorrow to look for books and interact with someone, a group of students walked out of the gate of Xiaoyao Mansion.
Qingjun and Qian'er were among them, walking towards him.
Zhao Rong greeted him.
It was already noon at this time.
Zhao Lingfei said that she was going to Duyou City today, and the teacher in the mansion had entrusted her with some matters.
So Zhao Rong suggested that he go to Duyou City for dinner at noon, just in time to accompany Qingjun to deal with things, and take a walk around the city together. Qingjun and Qian'er happily agreed.
The three of them walked through the north gate together and left the mansion.
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"What, Brother Rong'er, are you leaving Duyou to go to Dali to take part in that strange assessment?"
Zhao Qian'er, who was originally listening to the conversation between Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei, frowned, grabbed Zhao Rong's sleeve, shook it, and asked.
Zhao Rong turned around and nodded with a smile. "It's okay. I'll hold a ceremony for the Dali royal family and I'll be back soon. It won't be a trouble."
At this time, he stood between the two women.
Concubine Zhao Ling held Zhao Rong's right hand and listened quietly.
At this time, Zhao Qian'er grabbed his left hand with both small hands.
She spoke very quickly, "Brother Rong'er, are all your classmates from the school going?"
Zhao Rong's smile remained unchanged and he spoke vaguely, "Well... join me and dozens of students."
He didn't tell them about Meng Xuezheng just now.
Zhao Rong did not tell the two girls. In fact, he initially took the initiative to go alone...
Concubine Zhao Ling, who had been listening quietly, raised her eyes and glanced at her husband.
The little girl opened her mouth but stopped talking.
Finally, she lowered her head, knitted her eyebrows, and while smoothing out the wrinkles on Zhao Rong's sleeves, she stared and said to herself:
"Qian'er just came back, and the three of us finally got together. Brother Rong'er, you are usually busy with your studies at the academy, so it's okay if you can't come out to live together. Why are you leaving now..."
"You said you would come back very quickly...but, you always coax me like this every time you leave. Besides, just like what Mr. Tao said just now, who has a lot of truths, the world is getting chaotic now, and everything in the mountains and under the mountains is...
It’s not peaceful…”
Zhao Qian'er muttered something in her mouth, and stroked and stroked Zhao Rong's left sleeve, and it seemed that she couldn't straighten it out.
Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei looked at each other.
Zhao Lingfei gently raised her pointed chin twice and gestured in the direction of the unhappy little girl.
Seeing this, Zhao Rong smiled helplessly and said softly: "It's really fast this time, how about... how about we hook up?"
Zhao Qian'er pursed her lips, "No, man's mouth is a liar."
Zhao Rong: “…………”
He choked for a while and sighed:
"Then what do you say? I have to go for this assessment. This is something that has been decided by the academy. It's just child's play and cannot be changed at will."
Zhao Qian'er tilted her head and stared at Zhao Rong's right hand for a while. Then she suddenly raised her head, but she didn't look at Zhao Rong, but at her young lady.
She looked at Concubine Zhao Ling eagerly and said nothing.
Concubine Zhao Ling held Zhao Rong's right hand tightly in the autumn wind.
She pursed her lips, closed her long autumn eyes, and looked ahead at the bustling streets of Dongcheng.
Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly turned her head and said to Zhao Rong: "Husband."
Zhao Rong was a little confused, "What's the matter, Qingjun?"
Zhao Lingfei bit her lip, "I... I also want to go down the mountain to Dali with my husband... There have been a lot of things in the house recently, and the teacher has been asking me to stop... Forget it."
She paused and said firmly in an instant: "Husband, I will go too. Qian'er and I will accompany you to Dali."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Rong took three breaths of silence under the probing gazes of the two women.
He reached out and pulled Zhao Lingfei's waist into his arms, his forehead lightly touching hers.
Zhao Rong looked at his wife's autumn eyes and shook his head.
"There's no need to do that. Going to Dali this time is not a big deal. It's just a ritual test. Listen to your teacher and don't leave Duyou yet."
Concubine Zhao Ling opened her lips to speak.
Zhao Rong looked at her pink and tender lips and wanted to lean forward to block them, but it was not convenient on the street at the moment, and Qian'er was still watching eagerly beside her.
He interrupted directly, his tone leaving no room for doubt: "Be obedient, madam, be good."
Zhao Lingfei slowly closed her lips and pondered for a moment. Before Zhao Qianer's face was anxiously preparing to persuade, she spoke first.
"Husband...then I will do as you say. However, I can't go without you, but I want Qian'er to accompany you."
She shook her head and said: "I and Qian'er, one of you must be by your side, otherwise you won't be at ease."
When Zhao Qian'er heard this, her anxiety suddenly turned into joy.
The little girl raised her head, grabbed Zhao Rong's right hand, and stared at his side face without blinking.
Zhao Rong looked slightly hesitant, "Qian'er? She has just entered Xiaoyao Mansion. Will going to Dali with me delay her cultivation progress?"
Zhao Qian'er got ahead of Zhao Lingfei and said with a cheerful smile:
"It's okay, it's okay. I just came back from the trial. Nothing happened. Well, there will be a Qingyuntai Competition in a few days. It will be my first competition in Xiaoyao Mansion. It is somewhat similar to your academy's mid-month assessment."
She said in a nonchalant tone: "But you don't have to go, just don't argue. Anyway, the Haoran Realm in Qingyuntai is the first, and it must belong to the young lady. And..."
Zhao Rong was curious, "And what."
Zhao Qian'er looked Zhao Rong up and down, tilted his head and said cheerfully: "Besides, Qingyuntai University is more fun than Brother Rong'er?"
The corners of Zhao Rong's eyes twitched fiercely.
Damn it, what are you talking about?
You little girl, what are you thinking about all day long?
Concubine Zhao Ling also darkened her pretty face and glared at Zhao Qian'er with her beautiful eyes.
The little girl seemed to realize that something was wrong with what she said, and her cheeks turned slightly red.
She stuck out her tongue, then quickly hugged Zhao Rong's left hand that was about to be withdrawn, puffed her mouth into a round face, and explained seriously:
"Ah! Where are you all thinking? Humph, it turns out that after we got married, we all became impure... I mean, Brother Rong'er knows a lot of fun things and you can take me to play with him."
"…………"
The three of them suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere was very awkward.
Is this fun thing you mentioned serious?
Zhao Rong felt that his eyelids could no longer hold their lids and kept twitching.
Zhao Lingfei looked at Zhao Qian'er who couldn't restrain her joy and smiled, and suddenly she panicked...
This...this little girl shouldn't want to...be in front, right?
A look of worry flashed in Zhao Lingfei's eyes, her pretty face was straight, her autumn eyes were narrowed, and she stared at Zhao Rong's face.
The latter felt the dangerous look in his wife's eyes and hurriedly shook his head like a rattle, almost raising his hands and swearing to God.
Well, I vow not to take Xiao Qianer to do the most fun things before taking my wife to do the most fun things.
And we have to hide the most interesting things, so that Xiao Qian'er can't play with them first...
Zhao Lingfei pressed down Zhao Rong's hand that was about to raise with her bare hands.
She nodded lightly.
In fact, Zhao Lingfei knew that Brother Rong'er might have over-understood what she meant, but...it didn't matter, we would talk about some things later.
At this moment, Brother Rong'er's attitude made her very happy and satisfied.
At this moment.
Zhao Rong still had a look of hesitation on his face, "We are going to Dali this time on behalf of the academy. If we take Qian'er with us..."
Zhao Qian'er: "Is it possible that Linlu Academy still doesn't allow you to bring people with you?"
Zhao Rong shook his head, "That's not true. Ordinary bookboys and maids can be brought along, but if you bring Qian'er..."
Before Zhao Rong finished speaking, Zhao Qianer suddenly leaned forward on tiptoes, stretched out her little hand, and pinched his nose.
Her little hand shook from side to side, and Zhao Rong was stunned. He didn't react for a while, and his head also moved along with it.
The little girl's eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled, and two small white pointed tiger teeth were exposed under her pink lips.
"Brother Shou Rong'er, brother Shou Rong'er, have you really forgotten or pretended to forget, Qian'er is your maid, hum, I am the young lady's dowry maid... You, you are my uncle, um, yes
Don’t you want to default on your debt?”
Zhao Rong did not dare to say anything.
He had indeed subconsciously forgotten Xiao Qian'er's identity, or rather... he had never regarded Xiao Qian'er as a maid.
A dowry maid is also called a concubine in the secular world. A concubine refers to a woman who marries into her husband's family together with his wife.
However, Zhao Rong's situation is a bit special, because he is a surrogate son-in-law, so the arrangement of Qian'er, the dowry maid, is entirely up to Qing Jun.
Moreover, although Qian'er is Qingjun's personal maid and dowry maid, she is now also the proud daughter of Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion. Her future is unlimited, and she has long since left her status as a maid in the Jingnan Duke's Mansion in the Great Chu.
Yes, he is a monastic genius who was enshrined and trained by the Zhao family of Da Chu, and his status is incomparable.
Now among the Zhao family in Dachu, the only one who can nominally dispatch her is Qing Jun...
Soon, the three of them agreed that Zhao Qian'er would accompany Zhao Rong on a trip to Dali, either as a maid or a book boy.
Zhao Rong continued to accompany Qingjun and Qian'er shopping. With him by his side, the two girls' moods became better and better, and there were more smiles on their cheeks.
Especially Qian'er, whenever she saw something interesting, she would hold the hands of Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei and run around without stopping for a moment.
The little girl was so energetic that Zhao Rong couldn't bear it. If he took this with him, wouldn't he be exhausted later?
At a certain moment, Zhao Qian'er ran in front, followed by Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei.
Zhao Rong glanced at the lady's beautiful profile and saw that she seemed to be in a good mood.
He suddenly sighed alone and shook his head slightly.
Concubine Zhao Ling turned around and asked, "What's wrong, husband?"
Zhao Rong lowered his head and glanced at their intertwined hands. He squeezed her bare hand and sighed, "When I think about it, it will be hard to see Qingjun again for a while, and I feel a little reluctant."
This was the truth that Zhao Rong was holding in his heart, but why did he say it now...
Zhao Lingfei was shy and lowered her head gently.
"I...I can't bear to leave my husband either."
She paused, then frowned slightly with her picturesque eyebrows, "Husband, how about you let me go too?"
Zhao Rong shook his head, "We have just discussed it. You can stay in Duyou City and do your own thing. Qian'er and I will go out for a while and we will be back soon."
"By the way, Qingjun, I'm leaving in two days. How about we play a little longer today instead of going back so early. I heard that the night market in Xicheng is very lively. We can go shopping at night. Well, it's getting late.
, you can stay outside for one night, or I can go back to Linlu Academy tomorrow."
As Zhao Lingfei listened, her wrinkled eyebrows gradually relaxed, and then she remained calm and silent.
She didn't seem to understand Zhao Rong's proposal to spend the night outside and was noncommittal.
After about a stick of incense, the three of them found a restaurant in a busy area to have lunch.
Later, in the afternoon, Zhao Rong and Qian'er accompanied Qingjun in Dongcheng to handle some matters assigned by her teacher and went to some unfamiliar places, but Zhao Rong did not ask any questions.
Then, after Zhao Lingfei's affairs were finished, the three of them discussed it and went to the beach where Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei embraced and reconciled to revisit their old place.
I spent an afternoon surrounded by the salty sea breeze of the North Sea.
At dusk, the three of them left the beach.
Zhao Rong glanced at the dim sky, then at the brightly lit street market not far away that seemed to be more lively, and decided to give it one last try.
He said to Zhao Qianer, who was still in high spirits after playing for a long time:
"Xiao Qian'er, that street looks interesting. Let's go take a look and buy some snacks to eat. We're a little hungry."
But before Zhao Qian'er could nod, Zhao Lingfei spoke first, with a serious tone.
"Husband, it's getting late. It's better not to go shopping anymore. You've been busy these days. You just took a rest and you have important things to do tomorrow. It's better to rest early."
Zhao Rong looked at the lady's cold expression and felt helpless, but the smile remained on his face, "Just listen to the lady."
Zhao Rong casually stopped a carriage for them.
Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qianer boarded the car one after another.
Under the carriage, Zhao Rong opened his mouth and prepared to say goodbye to them.
"Wutong Street, Qinglianju."
Zhao Lingfei suddenly reported an address to the coachman that seemed both strange and familiar to him.
Zhao Rong was slightly stunned.
On the carriage, Concubine Zhao Ling turned away from her pretty face and did not look at him.
It also makes it difficult to see clearly her expression at the moment.
But the clear and soft voice of this woman with autumn eyes who was sitting upright floated gently.
Just like the quiet but gentle evening breeze tonight.
"Husband, don't... don't be dumbfounded, get in the car quickly."